Possessive Leader
Realistic

When Jesi and Rama return with two large cups of boba, Olivia is still in the living room alone.

"Ish is still here only axle oil!" sindir Jesi's.

Dinner that day was not as fun as usual. Alya who breaks her fast loses her appetite due to one table with Oliv. Mama Yeni still invited the shameless woman to dinner, even though she only invited him to just talk but it turns out Oliv really did not know shame, he acted as if nothing happened. Even with his passion to offer the food that he cooked earlier.

"Don't eat, Karam! ntar has the pellets again. The danger!" sindir Jesi who even avenged laughter by Olivia.

"Two Thousand Two One woy, it's not pellet-pellet season. Yes, the fish is given pellets." Oliv doesn't want to lose.

"Nih Wan, try it! you like my cooking the most, right?"

"ihhh apain anyway. So Carmuk! There-sana move aside." only Oliv's hand that put food on Rama's plate was on the edge far away by Jesi.

"Don't eat! We ate the chicken pecel Alya Aja bought." said Jesi.

"Same Mama Alya also do not eat Oli Gardan cuisine!"

"Caram, if Jas Jus wants to be bribed to eat it!" he continued with a super spoiled voice.

"Alay, you little boy!" cycad Oliv.

"Basic lyrics PGL!" reply Jesi.

"Udah don't talk mau, aaaa come on!" Rama had already prepared one full mouthful directly from his hand for Jesi.

"Lo boy! udel lo change my name. Nice name-good lo change to axle oil! What else is PGL?"

"WOMEN DON'T DO IT!" jesi was full of emphasis.

"Lo boy yesterday afternoon why am I not selling? your wife is really, Wan." Oliv immediately gulped down some water in his glass, wiping his lips with a tissue.

"Yes if you are doing what is still trying men men?" jesi Cibir.

"Aaa again Karam." he continued, opening his mouth asking to be fed.

Rama painstakingly feeds his wife who suddenly becomes a big baby super spoiled.

"You can eat home, Liv!"

"You're upset with me, Wan? Though you used to make me play here." replied Oliv.

"Belain you wait for me to finish extracurricular activities, continue if you ride the bike you always ask me to hold it while hugging." he continued by making free as he pleased.

Oliv increasingly smiled satisfied to see Jesi who glared annoyed. True said Alya, it turns out Jesi ngambeknya funny. Pantesan Rama likes, Jesi typical childish woman who regardless of the situation and conditions immediately vent his anger.

"Non't you, Wan? when are we going to school? the one you gave me the jacket to cover my head with?"

"you don't have to make it up, Liv!" cut Rama.

"Ih, I'm not making a shit. Where am I nagging." Elak Olive. He was so happy to see the white face of Jesi that turned crimson.

"I hate Karam!" Jesi immediately left the dining table.

"Darling wait!" Rama.

"You're really looking for trouble, Liv!" continue before moving.

"I want to say goodbye, Wan. Can we talk to you for a second?" said Oliv, Rama who wanted to pursue Jesi so stop and choose to sit back.

"Pocket talking. My wife wants to take a long time!" said Rama.

"Tau tuh mba Oliv ngeselin really. Don't know how to be ashamed!" Alya who was calm also became upset.

"So unfortunately well the same Jesi the boy" said Oliv.

"But he's funny anyway. Turns out your taste buds changed, Wan. He likes the same childish." he continued.

"Mama, Alya and you, Wan." Oliv took a deep breath before continuing his words.

"Thank you for accepting me back, sorry if my arrival makes you unhappy. Honestly, very sad and almost can't believe you're married, Wan." Oliv looked at Rama.

Now his gaze turned to Alya and mama Yeni.

"Alya, mba wants to always be the sister-in-law of dreams even though it is not for you. Thanks for being the sister-in-law of your dreams."

"As Alya said, we can only have desires and hopes but it is still God who determines everything. The opportunity is always there for people who are willing to try, that's right. But I know now the opportunity to be Alya's sister-in-law is not there. And I'll only look more despicable if I work on it. To do something that does not belong to us and is not for us. I do'ain you are just as happy Jesi, Wan." said Olivia at length.

Saying is a word that is easy to say but difficult to apply in life. Sometimes our lips lightly say sincerely but the heart is still reluctant to let go. Ramadan, the figure of the man that Oliv must immediately remove and throw away from his heart.

"No need to think about me like a pity that is" said Olivia.

"So it was on my same sprain." continued with a little laugh.

"The abbot mba was very bad." reply Alya.

"You think you're going to be a girl don't know yourself?" ask Oliv.

"Yes that was it. I didn't think I could be a kayak girl. Oath of alms, Mba! I don't like it if there are actors in the household" she continued.

"And let me be able to see how the cambeknya brother-in-law who says you are the best. Mba likes your brother, but mba is not stupid like the women in soap operas well! If only until kayak that, could-can be until the house mba hung equally papa." although his heart is still painful but Oliv tried to be realistic, accept the reality that exists.

"But it's funny to see your sister-in-law sulking, it turns out to be childish. Mba time in love ointment for gatel-gatel? where-where the wife will slap a third person, eh even in love ointment." Olive took out two ointments with two numbers eight on the lid.

"What do you think water fleas are?" continue while laughing.

"It's still a good thing not to be given your cyanide coffee!" timpal Rama's.

"Good shit your wife, Wan." Oliv is laughing.

"Be careful you don't macem, ntar you can be the one who loves cyanide coffee."

"Brothers dare macem-macem, he's super loyal" Alya praised.

"I do'ain got a husband who is more than a sister. God must have given me a good man, a good woman."

"Aamiin.. aamiin. thanks my unfinished sister-in-law." replied Oliv with a smile.

"Ma, I'm home. Sorry about my attitude." said Oliv.

"Not being a nginep? said you want to go on a trip? if you want to. Can sleep together with Alya later." said mama Yeni.

"He can sleep with me, mba. But if the middle of the mallem likes to wake up and continue to have difficulty sleeping again, because the next room likes to be noisy. Don't know what the same sister Jesi said if the middle of the mallem advanced to a noisy dawn."

"Mba wants to go home ah. Afraid of getting mental haha." Oliv replied.

"But want to be ushered forward with Alya and you." Oliv pointed at Rama.

"May, but I call Jesi first yah." said Rama.

"Let mama call Jesi, you guys go ahead first" said mama Yeni.

All three are already on the terrace at this time, online taxi orders Oliv has also come but Jesi still has not shown his nose stem.

"It looks like Jesi cranky, so long time no out. Because you are using all the stories. Pity the taxi waited a long time, mending just go home there. Ntar I get your greetings to Jesi deh." said Rama.

"I want to wait for him!" reply Oliv.

"It's my son's nongol with my mom." Said Oliv who first saw the arrival of Jesi and mama Yeni. Rama and Alya looked at Jesi.

"Let me hug you for the last time, consider it break even. I was disappointed that you were married and you got a reply from your little boy's wife. I assure you, this abis he's going to get worse." Oliv immediately approached and hugged Rama tightly, his smiling lips happily staring at the wrathful Jesi back there. Don't forget his tongue he stuck out like Jesi mocking him this afternoon.

"I wish you guys happiness always. Don't forget to invite me to the reception.okay?" Oliv took off his embrace and immediately ran towards the online taxi.

"Oli Gardaaaan!!!" jesi shouted, this time he actually threw his joints, but the fateful one hit the taxi instead.

after the taxi was almost out of the courtyard, Oliv opened the windowpanes and popped his head. Smiling kindly while waving at Jesi.

"Thank you for the ointment. You guys are always happy yeah!" his yell.

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hayo who yesterday misuh-misuh same mba Olivia mana.

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